Jealousy

None of my words curl at the end
Sometimes I try and hide
Sometimes I try and fold them over me
Like corners of a duvet feel
When you’re trying to finally
Get to sleep at 9am
And you know that if this day
Is wasted
You’ll be flooded with that feeling
Of wishing you’d done more
Or jealousy of the people
Who were up early
Or the people who weren’t up late
And you try to fool yourself
That you don’t care
So there’s this feeling of
Antagonism
For people who aren’t
Sympathetic to the greasy hair
And shining face that you’ve
Become
Up late drinking
Up early trying to sleep
None of the songs from last night
Would be any help to you now
They probably got their own sleep
Called it a day before you did